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I met you in 10th grade JROTC. You were a lieutenant back then, I was a Private. At first you intimidated me... then you cracked your first joke. I liked you. You were an awesome person to get to know. After I left your school. I continued JROTC for the rest of my 2years, I made it all the way up to a Sergeant first Class! You inspired me.
You & I were still good friends... I guess that's why it was so hard to hear that you enlisted into the Army. 8 months you were gone in Afghanistan. I was completely terrified for you. I didn't know that a P.E Class could influence someone so harshly. I used to love JROTC, but now I hate it for what it took away from me.
The Army took away my best friend. I hate the fact that you have to see death on the daily, like it's normal! That's NOT normal! I miss you. I hate the army. I hate JROTC. I hate the fact that you're gone for 8 months at a time. I barely hear from you.
You're not as happy as you used to be. You're different now. I hope that when I see you again. [If I see you again] that I will find my best friend Henry & not some brainwashed Post Tramatic army weapon that the ARMY created for their own benefit.
I miss you Henry. My Army friend.
Just know that I'm
Thinking about you.
